Blind obedience is the instinct of most creatures, especially social creatures, such as humans and goblins.

As long as they create enough panic, the enemy will also be used by them.

When twelve regular cavalry and twenty hoplite militiamen followed, the sheep drive tactics were basically successful.

Hundreds of goblins, whirring and cheering, poured towards the newly organized goblin position.

Goblins and goblins, although the names are only one word apart, are not the same species at all.

The difference between the two is as big as the difference between a halfling and a human, no, it should be said that it is even greater.

Adult male goblins are less than 90 centimeters tall on average, and with long hands and large heads, they like to walk on their backs, making them appear shorter and easier to deal with.

The average height of adult male goblins can reach two meters, and females are indispensable to one meter eight or nine, they are the most typical military race, from top to bottom, all advocate physical strength and military strength, the goblins control the tribe, never called the tribe, the smaller ones are called the war group, the larger ones are called the legions, from small to large, they receive military education and military training.

Their tribe is either on the way to conquest or expansion.

This way of life is related to the god of the goblins they believe in, as well as their natural desire for conquest and control.

The most important thing is that they are intelligent humanoids, their IQ is not much different from that of humans, they have their own military establishment, they have their own blacksmiths, and their equipment is compared to goblins, which is really different.

Even if the goblin warband outside Nott Castle is not rich, but the worst one is a leather armor body and a similar weapon.

By the time Zalanda and Gavin led the team and drove the goblin army to rush to the goblin camp, this goblin battle group had already assembled into a neat military formation, and standing in front of the army were three bear goblins with wilder looks and burlier figures.

"Shoot the arrows!" In the Great Goblin Warband, there was a cold command.

Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes!

The rain of arrows, which was not inferior to Nott City, shot out from the goblin warband.

Gavin and Zalanda ignored it and rushed forward with their heads down.

Twenty meters away, the threat of this kind of arrow to them is quite low, the iron head is not even half of it, most of them are hardwood sharpened, they can't break the armor at all, even if it is the iron head, the quality is generally not high, Gavin obviously saw that there were a few, directly smashed on Zalanda's magic armor.

For those goblin routs who were no different from shirtless, even hardwood arrows were very fatal, and they fell down again, and the rest barely rushed in front of the goblin warband, and were also slashed to the ground by the swinging blade.

The level of fear of these goblin routs is far higher than that of Gavin and Zalanda, and many of them try to divert to both sides, but the cavalry team that has split into two will drive back part of it, forming a second wave, and the heavily armed militia who have trotted up all the way will also drive some of them back, forming a third wave of impact.

The three-fold wave of rout attacks, except for wasting a few rounds of arrows from the goblins, did not have much impact on their warbands and formations, at least none of them died in the chaos.

Gavin and Zalanda didn't expect that these goblin routs would break up the goblins' formation, and if they were so easy to deal with, Zalanda would have led his troops to level them.

The goblin routs driven by them were mainly mine pathfinders, and the traps outside the goblin camp, which were destroyed by these panicked goblin routs, did not pose any threat to them.

Oh! Oh! Oh!

The three bear goblins in front of the goblin warband were no longer able to bear it, and the giant mace in their hands smashed wildly, and the surrounding goblin routs flew with flesh and blood, screaming and rushing out towards Zalanda and Gavin.

The commander of the Great Goblin Warband, did not try to stop it at all.

The IQ defect of the bear goblins doomed them to be just high-level cannon fodder here in the big goblin, always placed in front of the military formation, rather than integrated into the military formation.

"Kill one first, my lord, you assist!" Gavin smacked his horse, preempted Zalanda, and charged at the front of the bear goblin.

Gavin did not do this because he was arrogant, thinking that he was superior to Zalanda with his previous life skills.

On the contrary, he has a clear understanding of his current strength, and he is willing to be a green leaf and accompany Zalanda.

Compared with ordinary people, the most powerful thing for professionals is to be in tune with the magic net, and then form a magic damage blessing, and this blessing is not instantaneous, and there is a small magic power gathering time in the middle.

What Gavin has to do now is not to inflict multiple damage on the bear goblin, but to create a great opportunity for Zalanda to attack, so that she can maximize her power with every co-ordinated attack.

To explain in game terms, attacking the key points is easier to crit.

Gavin used his horsepower to lunge forward with a spear, and instead of stabbing the bear goblin's body, he swung a giant mace in the air.

Two huge forces collide in the air.

The spear broke off from the tip and tail of the spear on the spot.

Gavin had already expected this, and when he felt the huge rebound force, he had already let go of the spear, pulled out his one-handed sword, and slashed a sword on the arm of the passing bear goblin with his backhand, and continued to rush forward regardless of the result behind him.

The giant mace in the bear's goblin stalled in the air for a few seconds.

At this time, Zalanda just happened, and all she had to do was to send the spear in her hand into the throat of the bear goblin with the empty door wide open.

The spear was so powerful that it stabbed directly behind the bear goblin's neck.

Zalanda let go of the spear and drew the sword, and couldn't help but shout, "Good! ”

Such a silky and smooth combat coordination, Zalanda felt it for the first time, not to mention the comfort of the whole body, not only did she not feel tired at all, but she had a feeling of moving her muscles and bones, and she had a feeling of running out of strength.

Cough! Cough! Cough!

The bear goblin, who was pierced through the throat by a spear, did not die on the spot, but fell into a state of near-death madness.

Holding the shaft of the spear, trying to pull it out, he chased Zalanda, wildly wielding the giant mace.

Instead of catching up, Zalanda stumbled and rushed towards the Great Goblin Army.

"Throw a spear!" In the formation of the Great Earth Elf Army, another order came.

Five or six spears were thrown into the air at the same time, and they shot at the wounded bear goblins.

Obviously, the big goblins fully recognized the combat effectiveness of the bear goblins and did not give him a chance to approach the military formation at all.

This brave behemoth finally fell three meters away from the Great Devil Army.

Gavin and Zalanda, on the other side, didn't pay any attention to the little episode, and rode their horses towards the other bear goblin.